Surely this is the sort of record that should make a young crowd in a dark room completely lose their shit? You could build a set around such a shit-loser, even. I like the way it’s quite simple, but transcendent, as pop music should be, maybe. I’d be tempted to use a cooking metaphor except it isn’t really that sort of song. I notice Loki’s written some good stuff on this and uses the word ecstatic, which I think is a bullseye. Yeah, I like it’s agonised quality, its crowdy-rowdy sense of release, and the way the video does a sort of 80s gothic Greek myth without any sense of detachment or put-on whatsoever. Also vindicates Jonny’s whatever-the-fuck-he-likes release program.